Last night my girlfriend asked me why
On the radio, on the radio
They don't play me on MTV
I guess I never really tried
To write a song that's this cheesy
But I'm tired of being poor, I'm tired of this life
And I'm ready to sell out completely
Now I want some super model to become my wife
And I want more bling bling than P. Diddy
La la la, everybody sing the stupidest song on the radio
Radio
Look at me, I'm on MTV in the shittiest video you'll ever see
Last night a DJ died, he took his life on the radio
Radio
His hopes and dreams denied, they never let him spin what he wanted to
I'd say, if your hands are tied
And you don't have a word about it either way
Why not sneak in my song
And you can help me get laid
Laid and paid
La la la, everybody sing the stupidest song on the radio
Radio
Look at me, I'm on MTV in the shittiest video you'll ever see
La la la, everybody sing the stupidest song on the radio
Look at me, I'm on MTV, in the shittiest video you'll ever see
Keep the lyrics simple and the melody insipid
Play it on and on and on
Until they're sick and try to skip it
It's a futile termination, it's on every fucking station
The sonic deification is on ludacris rotation all over the nation
Well, it's a hot morning here in downtown Hell
Fire and brimstone is falling from the skies
And skull headed bats are eating all the naughty little children
If you're like everybody else
You're stabbing yourself in the ear right now
With a sharpened chopstick trying to make this madness end
This one's going out to you, it's Sell Out by The Oddz
Fifty-seven million more times
In a row
Last night my girlfriend asked me why
On the radio
They don't play me on MTV
I guess I never really tried
To sell my soul on TV
To sell out this completely
La la la, everybody sing the stupidest song on radio
Look at me, I'm on MTV, in the shittiest video you'll ever see
La la la, everybody sing the stupidest song on the radio
Look at me, I'm on MTV, in the shittiest video you'll ever see